This world is inhabited by creatures that we call pokemon. People and pokemon live together by supporting each other, but now the scourge threatens the safety of the entire region. Kohaku has become a dangerous place, where children stay at home and only brave souls go adventuring.
Welcome to KOHAKU. Come for the nightmares. Stay for the tea and crumpets.
The season is SUMMER. It is easy for survivors to forage for food from the land, as there are entire abandoned farms ready for harvest. On the downside, you can smell the corpses.
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ikram and wukong found themselves in a testing hall.
god, ikram thought to herself. that made even lesser sense than the weeks prior to this. the chimchar by her side screeched excitedly and hopped up onto a chair, ready to sit for an exam.
figuring she could humor him, ikram took the seat beside her partner.
the led screen taking the place of a blackboard in the front of the hall lit up. on it were a series of questions they were supposed to answer, all of them pretty beyond ikram's abilities. she glanced at wukong, who was sweating puddles.
this week was the sceptile's week. ignatius entered the training centre and was pleasantly surprised to find a classroom. this was definitely more his style. he took the stand at the front and faced his sceptile.
the gecko pokémon said something under its breath.
ignatius rapped a hand on the blackboard and started teaching his pokémon advanced mathematics. it was pretty tough, to say the least, but the grass-type seemed to manage.
they eventually proceeded to science, wherein the sceptile tried its best to avoid getting seared by a bunsen burner. they managed to conduct an experiment, too. barring the fact that some of its fingers got burnt the first time (because it was careless), it all went pretty well.
it was super active. like, really, really active. it was alive as fuck, to quote tsun. that's what rolling a -1 for revival did to a pokémon, really.
the water-type hopped around, snapping excitedly at whatever crossed its path. the remnants of the previous trainings were still in place in the area.
there was a bunsen burner off to the side, and ikram had to intervene before her new partner pokémon burnt its snout off because it was trying to eat the flames. she wasn't aware that resurrecting a pokémon from death made it twice as stupid.
but then again, water-types were resistant to flames, so ...
ikram stood some distance away, observing the croconaw as it snapped at the flames. whatever couldn't kill it made it stronger, right?